sound and fury
i hear
(an explosion) eight
miles away
in a (pecan) plantation.
i hear it rumble,
hear the strings.
they vibrate
like tornadoes,
breaking
arduous rainstorms (in two)
like bells,
furious
in the sky
with flames...
i
hear the fire,
burning,
for you...
Monday, June 7, 2010
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